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Post by Poesy Poe on Nov 16, 2010 1:10:00 GMT -5
Poe grasped on tight to Luke's arm as she finally stood, both of them walking slowly toward the entrance of the alley. Her feet drug some, she was tired, and sore, something she hadn't been since she had died the first time. This last time left her feeling somehow lighter and yet . . . different. She felt darker too. She could feel a rift inside of her.
She didn't say anything at first, but as they neared the head of the alley she looked up at him.
"Luke?" He hadn't said anythign to her since clown had disappeared, and she was afraid of that. It seemed as though he were angry. She bit her lip. She could feel the filth on her body and her clothes. Slowly she began changing herself, making herself look more clean, her hair turning blonde and long again, down her back. She changed her clothing into jeans and a long sleeved shirt as she looked up at him, her eyes a crystalline blue brimming with tears.
"I'm sorry I killed you Luke . . . "
Not sorry enough.
"Shut up Bob . . "
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Post by Luke on Nov 18, 2010 16:10:13 GMT -5
Before my questions are even commented on, Poe springs off the ground, pulling me into a kiss, where she practically devours me.
I don't kiss her back... I'm still in a bit of shock, but I don't pull away either.
Behind her the clown starts running his filthy mouth, and I pay close attention to the things he says.
This... can't...
He tosses something at me, something black, and dark... and I have no time to react as the thing seems to enter and bond with my body, the excruciating pain making me actually scream with the intensity of it.
Whatever he threw at me, it's alive. I can sense it, as I try to pull away, and it struggles to complete the bonding.
At first, I feel a very deep fear that the creature's going to take over my mind... but as soon as the pain starts to fade, so does the presence.. not completely, but now that it's bonded, it's not actually taking over, it seems content just being a part of me...
The clown had started talking again, his words still seem beyond comprehension.
There's just no way this is happening.
But Liesha... wait? Liesha?... yeah.. that's the name of the thing that bonded with me... It's there, and it's very real... I have no choice but to feel how real it is. The power it seems to give me..
After a few more words, the clown fades away, and Poe starts pulling me to the other end of the alley.
I let her pull me, though I don't do much to help her move me either.
I'm not in pain anymore. But that's the only plus right this moment.
Poe says my name, looking up at me, and I don't look at her.
The clown's words still running through my mind... the things he said, they just can't be true.
Poe says she's sorry she killed me.
I look at her, hard.
[glow=green,2,300]"I knew you were going to kill me.
I knew it.
That was inevitable.
And I let myself fall right into it like some horny teenager.
But you should have left me dead."[/glow]
I pull away from her, roughly, my temper coming out, and Liesha causing me to glow green with the intensity of it as I yell at Poe,
[glow=green,2,300]"HOW DARE YOU SELL MY SOUL TO A CLOWN??
How the FUCK is this even possible?
I don't even believe in 'Hell', or 'God'... but you've managed to sell MY soul, to some freak that says we have to kill to repay a debt, while Liesha is buzzing in the back of my brain telling me it's from Hell!
This is total BULLSHIT!"[/glow]
I move without thinking about what I'm doing, and a burst of green energy explodes from my hands, causing a dumpster across the alley to explode, showering us in trash.
I look down at my hands, not really amazed I can do that... yet... still not sure how I did it.
What did that clown turn me into?
[glow=green,2,300]"I died happy Poe.
All I felt in the end was how much I love you.
But you couldn't leave it there.
You've turned me into a monster."[/glow]
As if to prove my words, Liesha responds to my emotions, creating large black wings from my back, and as if I've done it before, I effortlessly use them to shoot straight up into the air.
I'm like Poe now... somehow.
The things she's been showing me the last few weeks, her powers... whatever she is, I am like her.
I can't call my communication with Liesha talking... it's not really words.. But our form of communication, non verbal as it is, does produce one word clear in my mind: Hellspawn.
I land, not really paying mind to my surroundings, as I punch the wall near me, my fist sinking into the stone and mortar, putting a hole in it that no man should be capable of.
[glow=green,2,300]"I DON'T BELIEVE IN HELL."[/glow]
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Post by Poesy Poe on Nov 20, 2010 13:08:23 GMT -5
Poe flinched as Luke started yelling at her, tears raising in her eyes as he jerked away form her grasp. She stood, staring up at him, trembling- she didn't know enough about feelings to know if it was from fear, or heartache. She cried out and backed up slightly as his excess energy destroyed a trash can. She did not seem to notice tehe garbage showering them as tears began to fall down her face. She shook her head, whimpering slightly and starting to take a step forward, reaching otu to him even as wings sprouted form his back. She stood, alone, as she watche dhim shoot into the sky, and come back down. She trembled with the need to touch him, tobe near him, as well as the fear of his anger.
Please . . . Luke . . . There was a soberness in her voice that was seldome there, if not a child-like pleading, I'm . . I'm sorry please . . . I . . . I couldn't live without you. SHe moved forward with shaking hands, touching him lightly then pressing herself hard against him, tears running down her face as she tried to make him understand.
I'll kill them all . . I'll kill everyone so you don't have to . . . I didn't know . . . I didn't know . . . She pressed herself against his body, her need for him pushing through her fear of his anger. She could hear the voices buzzing in her head, her father speaking cruelly, telling her he was going to hit her, hurt her like he had. She didn't care.
Please Luke . . I am so sorry . . .
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Post by Luke on Nov 20, 2010 18:21:45 GMT -5
She follows me, pleading, telling me she couldn't live without me, and I punch the wall again, making the hole bigger, as she presses herself into me, saying she will do the killing so I don't have to, and that she didn't know.
[glow=green,2,300]"NO!"[/glow]
I pull back from her, grabbing her by the shoulders to hold her still so I can look her in the eyes.
[glow=green,2,300]"This is Bullshit Poe.
You're not going to kill people for me."[/glow]
Bad move. Looking in her eyes, I see the tears, and it doesn't help my mood at all.
I hate it when chicks cry.
It's 100 times worse when it's her.
I pull her to my chest roughly, dropping my grip on her shoulders to wrap my arms around her, letting out a sigh.
I don't even know what to shout at her.
I don't believe in religion. But if I did, you would only be condemned on your own actions.
How can I tell her killing is 'wrong' when apparently, it doesn't even matter?
[glow=green,2,300]"Tell me Poe, what the fuck do you know?
Do you know what's going to happen if we don't kill at all? If we don't repay this 'debt' that clown was talking about?"[/glow]
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Post by Poesy Poe on Nov 21, 2010 0:09:44 GMT -5
Poe cried out at Luke grabbed her, his hands hard on her shoulders. She bit her lip, tears streaming down her face as he gave in and pulled her close. She grabbed at his shirt, pushing herself close to him, feeling the heat of his body and trembling. She heard his voice through his chest, a low thrum, vibrating in his flesh.
We . . go to hell? SHe wasn't really sure, and as she looked up at him she swallowed hard, I . . I don't really know . . .
Her eyes were turning darker as she looked up at him, pulling at his shirt, and then suddenly she was moving away from him, shifting again. Her hair turned into pigtails, her clothing turned into a mock school girl costume, and her eyes were bright and blue- too blue. SHe pulled at his hand.
Let's go to the mall, that will make you feel better! We can buy furniture for our apar---oh . . . um . . . oops . . . we don't have an apartment anymore . . . .
Suddenly she looked ashamed, and worried tilting her head, thinking, Oh well, we'll just get a new one! She shrugged and started bouncing out of the alley again, bright white teeth showing as she hopped nearly into the sidewalk before looking back at Luke, Luke? Luke com eon . . .
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Post by Luke on Mar 3, 2011 4:02:23 GMT -5
Her response to my question is anything but what I want to hear.
First she thinks we may go to Hell, and then admits she doesn't really know.
My hands move to clenched fists as she slips away, her form nothing but a mockery of innocence.
She tells me we can go to the mall, and even before I can make an exasperated response at her absurdity, she lets it out that we don't have an apartment, and makes it seem like nothing to go out and get a new one!
[glow=green,2,300]"Get A New One?"[/glow]
I don't move, I just shout it from where I stand, the suit reacting to my anger, boiling up around me, getting excited for action, pushing my anger even higher.
[glow=green,2,300]"POE! I AM NOT GOING TO THE MALL!"[/glow]
I jump, landing right behind her, hard enough to crack the pavement, setting off a car alarm near by.
I grab her arm, much harder than I meant to, the suit amping me up way past my regular strength.
[glow=green,2,300]"Quit acting like this isn't a big deal!
We don't even have a place to go, and you want to frolic off dancing like some little schoolgirl!
We're supposed to KILL people, or Go to HELL, or who knows what the fuck other UNBELIEVABLE possibility will hop out of the freaking ether NEXT!"[/glow]
I shake her on the last word, before tossing her arm away.
[glow=green,2,300]"FUCK!"[/glow]
I make some unintelligible noises as I have no words, only frustration and anger.
And it's not going away, it's just getting worse, to the point where all I see is red.
And the suit... Leisha, responds to it all, thrives off of it, coiling chains around me that have life all their own, one even wrapping around Poe, holding her tight as I let my anger out.
The car alarm has continued the entire time, and now it only draws my anger as a target, as the chains reach out to it, ripping it half, the sound of metal shredding and glass breaking covers the noises I am making myself, and any words Poe could have said, as I toss the pieces away, breathing heavily, even though I know I don't need to breath at all.
I'm dead.
I'm fucking dead.
Breathing's for those that are alive.
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Post by Poesy Poe on Mar 4, 2011 3:33:20 GMT -5
Poe didn't seem to notice the growing tension in Luke as she spoke, she didn't see his hands fist, or the anger flare in his eyes, though she sensed something was wrong as she turned. SHe flinched as he began to yell, appearing angry that they would have to get a new apartment. SHe didn't understand why that would make him upset, it was easy to get an apartment, you just got rid if whatever was living in it before you. She'd done it lots of times before.
Flinching as he screamed that he wasn't going to the mall, she finished turning so that she was facing him, tears starting to gather in her eyes. But everything moved so fast, suddenly he was on teh other side of her, the ground shaking, a crater at their feet as he grabbed her arm. She was slow to turn to him, tears gathering in her eyes as the pain of his grasp sank into her arm. SHe started to pull away, leaning away form his body as he unloaded on her, tears running down her cheeks as her eyes widened in the first semblance of fear she had felt in a long time.
The fear came from his tirade, but it also came from the sudden acknowledgment that his grasp hurt her. Somewhere in her mind she knew the voices were crying out, that those who spoke to her most often were trying to say something, but his rage muted them until they were hardly there, and she gasped for air, her vision narrowing to him.
As he shook her she cried out, stumbling some, "Luke-" She wasn't sure if she was going to scream his name or whimper it, her mind tumbled in ways she didn't know it could as all random thoughts left her. For a moment she was nearly sane- and then the chains wrapped around her and she cried out in earnest, struggling.
"I'm sorry! I'll kill them all for you!" It made sense to her. He didn't want to hurt anyone, but she didn't care . .s he liked it . .s eh could kill everyone . . for him and for her. She was sure she could make him proud by killing enough people for both of them, "I promise I'll do it all!"
as the car crumbled and fell apart she screamed in pain. Not a scream like had come from her when she had taken the knife for Clown, but something else. This scream had a tinge of fear in it. She looked up at Luke, afraid, and needy all at once. She wanted to reach out to him, tears running down her cheeks, and yet he was hurting her. In the silence of her mind she suddenly felt more lost than ever, small and weak and needy.
"Please . . Luke, please!"
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